Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 19: This river, Naze bank

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The middle-aged cultivator who fell into the clear water slapped the river with a single palm. The surface of the river where the palm fell on the tabletop did not splash with the slightest splash, but it was sunken down neatly like a mirror.

With the counter-shock of this shot, the body of the middle-aged cultivator rushed out of the water violently, and the golden sword in his hand did not even burst out the dazzling lightning as before, so he easily brought Lin The dozens of cold-light flashing claws thrown out in the middle were all cut off.

One sword picks up the horrible giant blade that is enough to cut five or six people in the waist at the same time, then shoots the water surface to the essence, and cuts off a dozen claws that want to bind him. This middle-aged practitioner is like a **** , Where is the weak state of the former half-shared accountant.

However, at this moment, the cold-faced middle-aged cultivator bowed his head in horror and turned towards his chest.

There is nothing on his chest, it's just that he fell into the water after all, and his clothes were soaked by the river water. When he took the water out of the water, the cold river water in his clothes was all shaken out by the strong breath of his body. At this moment All his clothes looked dry, and there were only some faint water marks on his chest.

But a sense of extreme cold and itching is extending from his chest toward his body, like a greedy locust sucking blood, then dives into his body.

"The river water is very poisonous!"

Only between bowing his head, the middle-aged cultivator reacted and issued a sharp and angry warning sound, powerful soul power gushing out from the soles of his feet, and the whole person flying forward like a butterfly Going out, instantly swept into the woods on the opposite bank.

When the soles of his feet touched the ground, there was already a gray and terrible color on his face.

An endless chill came out of the middle-aged cultivator’s heart, and he was able to spread poison in the flowing water... and even if the opponent was noticed by him, he could use the moon crossbow and the spinning blade car for an instant Initiating an assassination and forcing him into the water... such a fierce assassination, it is absolutely impossible for any combination of local army and scattered practitioners to do it. This can only be confirmed once again, Wenren Cang Yue's subordinates are the kind of people who know how to fight.

This middle-aged cultivator knew very well in his heart that the strangulation field on the other side of the river behind him desperately needed his own participation, but he also knew very well that he could not join the battlefield there in a short time because he Only by killing the people here in a very fast time and gaining some time to concentrate on using soul power to get rid of toxins from the body, otherwise he would definitely not be able to survive this kind of poisonous attack.

At this moment, Xu Zhenyan, who was cut into the shoulder bone with a knife, fell on the ground still howling fiercely like a beast, and the stabbing blade in his hand continued to pierce the body of the assassin who was pressing on him.

His horrible howl suddenly stopped, and his body became stiff. A murderous black spear penetrated the assassin’s body pressing on him, and under his subconscious dodge, it stabbed him. At the heart.

He also has a protective goggles in the leather armor inside his heart.

This black spear pierced the leather armor and failed to penetrate the protective mirror to nail him and the assassin’s body to the ground. However, the depression of the protective mirror and the fear and pain caused by the pressure on his chest still caused He howled violently again.

At the moment when the horrible howl uttered again, the third son of the Xu family finally thought about something.

His father is the strongest and most powerful person in the Criminal Division. He also has a brother-in-law of the provincial governor of North Long Province. There is the support of the Jiang family behind the Xu family, so he entered Qingluan Academy , Has always been proud of being a pure golden spoon, and a huge golden spoon. Looking at those Bianman and Tubao, there is natural contempt in their eyes. Even a father like Liu Ziyu will definitely become a province within the year. The Governor's golden spoon can only be regarded as a small golden spoon when compared with him.

However, at this moment he finally fully understood that his cold father really wouldn't care about him. Even in the face of true death, he was no different from the tubao classmates who usually looked down on him, he could only rely on himself.

"Ah..."

The last trace of luck in my heart was disillusioned. I fully understood that my father could not come to save myself. He looked down on Lin Xi on weekdays. Jin Shao Xu Zhenyan, who was extremely hostile to Lin Xi because of Qin Xiyue, howled more violently. The ground jumped frantically and ran into the arms of the assassin who had just pulled out the black spear.

The knife of an assassin in front was still embedded in Xu Zhenyan's shoulder, but he didn't care about the knife at all, and howled and crashed into the arms of the assassin in front.

The iron-willed assassin abandoned his spear for the first time, drew a black dagger that was tied to his body, and slammed it toward Xu Zhenyan's forehead.

But he underestimated the power of Xu Zhenyan's collision, or he did not expect that this young man who made him contemptuous, obviously fearful and timid, would burst out such power at this moment. With a sound of Peng, his upper body was slammed backwards, Xu Zhenyan's jabbing blade kept piercing his heart amidst howling, and then pulled out.

His dagger still stretches towards Xu Zhenyan, but he loses the strength of his successor and slumps down.

Xu Zhenyan howled and pushed the assassin's body away, then howled and rushed towards the nearest assassin.

I don’t know if I have never seen such a fighting style, or because Xu Zhenyan is a cultivator after all. After all, his speed and power are far beyond the average elite soldier. The assassin in front of him seems to be slightly stagnant. In between, Xu Zhenyan pierced his throat by the jump.

Howling Xu Zhenyan sat directly on the shoulders of the assassin, stabs and stabs, until the assassin fell backward, his throat was covered with holes and almost broke.

For a time, Xu Zhenyan was very conspicuous in this chaotic array. For a time, several cold assassins were attracted by Xu Zhenyan and turned towards Xu Zhenyan.

At this moment, among Xu Zhenyan's group, even Xu Zhenyan didn't pay attention at all. The face of the black and thin middle-aged man dressed like a coachman showed a slight yellow light.

Dozens of crossbow needles shot from the hidden crossbow barrel of an assassin on his side like a torrential rain hit him. They only pierced his clothes, but did not really penetrate his skin.

While the assassin’s pupils contracted, a purple-black soft sword appeared in the hand of the black and thin middle-aged man.

The soft sword wandered in the air like a snake, and the head of an assassin with hidden crossbow barrels flew up.

…….

The thorn blade in Xu Zhenyan's hand once again pierced an assassin's throat. The powerful force made the assassin twitch strangely in the area because his brain could not control his body, and he could not perform any effective actions. It was also at this time that a long knife slashed Xu Zhenyan's back, slashing through his armor, smashing into the flesh and splashing blood.

Xu Zhenyan howled miserably, turned around, but saw the shadow of a purple-black soft sword, and saw a headless assassin standing behind him.

"Sorry."

He heard someone say this to him.

The headless assassin with a knife fell in front of him, and the blood in his neck rushed on him like a fountain.

Then he realized that his surroundings had become quiet, with only some suppressed moans and gasps.

Then he realized that because he could not completely stop the knife, the one who left a deep wound on his back was the most inconspicuous black groom in the team.

"Brother Chu!"

At this moment, the black and thin horseman was already exuding a scent of iron and blood, and he uttered a stern shout at the other side of the river.

"I'm fine." There was such a voice about the case.

Due to a lot of blood loss and loss of strength, Xu Zhenyan, who stood dazedly, began to feel dizzy and cold.

Only a dozen people are still standing around him, of which five or six uninjured people are still on guard with weapons. The tall man who is in charge of the route and daily life of the team is already holding a military first aid kit with an extremely ugly expression. When he got to his side, he was about to help him suture the wound. However, Xu Zhenyan finally seemed to be an adult again. He sat down in a pool of blood, wow, and vomited constantly.

Xu Zhenyan, who had never gone through such a **** fight, vomited desperately, vomiting trembling all over, vomiting as if to vomit the internal organs in the body, vomiting so much that he could not see anything in his eyes.

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Between white mountains and black waters, along the banks of Qiujizawa.

A group of soldiers has formed a team, ready to leave.

Even at this time, many soldiers who are usually unruly and rebellious still cast their respectful and admiring eyes on a camp in the redwood forest from time to time.

A priestess wearing a white sacrificial robe is in the sight of many soldiers who are close to the camp, walking quickly towards the camp.

The face of the apprentice priestess also flashed with worship and longing for glory.

Her hands are holding two pale golden priest robes. On the pale golden priest robes, the pattern of three black fox cats is embroidered.

Before that, all the sergeants who belonged to the Yangjiantian Front Army knew that a "fearless" medal had been sent to the camp.

And all these sergeants learned from the military reports that before that, Patrol Officer Lin Xi had already possessed two medals.

This "Fearless" medal is already Lin Xi's third medal!

All sweet words may be false, but the Yunqin Medal, which represents glory, cannot be false.

So at this moment, in the eyes of these sergeants, in the land of white mountains and black waters that Yunqin can't reach the sun, this black camp is shining with exciting light. (To be continued)

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